"good. in in in." she said softly but sternly as she nudged the kit into the nursery. Finchstripe knew that the clan needed a controlled and composed figure to help them through this night. so Finchstripe pushed aside her own feelings and focused on herding her clanmates into their dens and handing out poppy seeds. She approached Icepaw and Flamepaw. She knew they were angry and confused. It was hard giving them orders because she had always been their fun-loving friend. "Go to your den, okay? You both need a good night's sleep." Galefeather made a slight nod towards Icepaw, willing him to obey Finchstripe. Finchstripe held her breath and waited for their response.....